Not far from You'anmen, there is a gloomy and dark water culvert, which is one of the entrances to the drainage culverts under the capital. Wang Zhi stood at the entrance of the cave, feeling the cold wind blowing from inside, feeling cool and full of...

There was an unspeakable smell, fishy and sour, and he couldn't help but frown, showing an expression of disgust.

On the contrary, Liang Fang on the side took a deep breath, showed an expression of nostalgia and joy, and even had a hint of enjoyment, and walked straight inside.

Wang Zhi quickly followed.

People who practice martial arts have sharp ears and eyes, but here they can't see their fingers. The only light comes from the entrance of the cave behind them. After walking for a while and turning the corner, Wang Zhi felt like a blind man and could only follow Liang Fang's footsteps.

Liang Fang's steps were very heavy, and she made a sound every time she raised her feet and put down her feet. They didn't have much time, so Wang Zhi couldn't help but urge: "Should we go faster?"

"It can't be fast, and it can't be fast."

"Why?"

"It will kill people." Liang Fang replied: "You have a chance, you have great martial arts skills, and your cultivation level is higher than mine, but in this place, you are useless as a pair of tricks, and you can't use 10% of your ability."

.”

"so what?"

"Don't show off. If it's a dragon in this place, you have to coil up. If it's a tiger, you have to lie down. Do you know why I'm walking so hard? It's just to tell them that we are here. Once we cause their hostility, we will be dead.

Already."

"Huh." Wang Zhi still didn't believe it, but she didn't refute it.

And Liang Fang seemed to be interested in talking: "There is still a glimmer of hope for a man to enter the palace after being stabbed. But after all, there are still only a few people who enter the palace. The rest are blocked from the palace and are looked down upon by others.

Disdainful. If you want to do some hard work carrying bags, but you don’t have much energy, and if you want to do some unproductive work, you have no chance. Even if you go to the street to beg for food, it is the lowest among the beggars. This

The black street is where these dead people hang out. It was originally called Dead Man’s Alley, but the name was changed later.”

Liang Fang laughed, and there was something weird in her laughter: "You rotten people, you use the word 'human', but in fact they are not as good as pigs and dogs. After all, pigs and dogs are fed by people, and they go to the streets to beg."

If you don't want to eat or drink, you can only grab food from the swill buckets in those restaurants.

Do you know what swill is? Oh, do you know what it tastes like?

One bite of that food will make you sick for three days, but it is their only food. If you eat it, you may die, but if you don't eat it, you will definitely die."

"So miserable?" Wang Zhi questioned: "Didn't you say before that your kung fu came from here?"

"Because I'm lucky." Liang Fang's voice paused, as if hesitating, but then continued: "During the Yongle period, a Bodhisattva appeared among the dead."

"Bodhisattva? The Bodhisattva of Amitabha?"

"Of course not, but he rescued people in distress and gave the bad people in the capital a way to survive, so they called him Bodhisattva." Liang Fang said: "It is said that he has extraordinary martial arts and a bodhisattva heart. He came to this bad man's alley to do what he did.

The first thing is to drive out the beggars in the capital."

There are beggars in the capital, but there is no beggar gang. Wang Zhi knows a little bit about it, but he doesn't know why.

"The gang of beggars is gone, and the dead people hug together when begging for food. At least they can still stutter, and no longer have to risk their lives to eat the swill. After that, this Bodhisattva selected the best among the dead people and established an organization, named

'Heaven abandoned', do you know what it means?"

"Heaven has abandoned him and he will not enter the six realms."

"If you are not whole, you will naturally be incompetent in heaven and earth. Isn't this name quite appropriate?

After that, this Bodhisattva taught him all he had learned throughout his life. The two ways of civility and martial arts, dead people would no longer be able to practice writing, but from then on, they finally had a martial way.

Do you know why the Shaolin monks and Wudang Taoist priests are the best in martial arts? Because they live a miserable life, with no women and no money. Apart from meditating, eating fast and chanting Buddha, their only pastime is practicing martial arts.

In addition, the martial arts they inherited are not ordinary, so within the same ten or twenty years, their martial arts progress will naturally be much higher than others.

But compared to them, the life of the dead is even worse. At least the monks and Taoists have enough food and clothing, but what about them?"

Hearing this, Wang Zhi finally felt a little in awe. In the decades since Yongle, tens of thousands of mentally twisted and sick people have been practicing martial arts as their only hope every day in this dark street. What should this be like?

A bunch of lunatics?

Wang Zhi asked: "You said...your Mozi swordsmanship also came from here?"

"Yes." Liang Fang didn't hide it: "I can also tell you that the martial arts I learned in this dark street are not first-class. There are thousands of people with the same level of skills as me, and those who are better than me.

I dare not say if there are too many, but there are still three to four hundred."

"Do you know what you are talking about?"

"Of course I know." Liang Fang nodded: "If one day these rotten people in the black hole go crazy and go outside, take over the world and kill the emperor, it will definitely not be a problem. By the way, here

There is a waterway that leads directly to the palace."

"You...why do you have to tell me so much?"

"To make you afraid." Liang Fang said lightly: "You are brave and think like a cat. If I don't tell you, you will definitely investigate it yourself later. Once you are provoked, you should not be provoked.

Man, you are not the only one who is unlucky."

Wang Zhi suddenly stopped: "I suddenly feel that we shouldn't come here. If this black street is as scary as you said, how can those low-income people from the Caogang gang get out of here?"

"I don't think it's possible, but if you're not afraid of 10,000, just be afraid of the worst. And...if the factory guards can't find them, they may not be able to find them. It just depends on whether they are willing to help."

In the darkness, a voice suddenly came from nowhere: "Liang Fang, bring an outsider in, do you not want to live anymore?"

"I don't dare, it's just that something terrible is coming, and I have no choice but to come to the Lord of the Underworld for help."

"It seems that it would be a great disaster to force you, the chief chamberlain, to come here in person." The voice said again: "Do you still remember the rules?"

"Of course I remember." Liang Fang smiled, turned around and whispered to Wang Zhi: "Don't resist."

"What's the meaning?"

There was a "clatter" sound of gold and iron in the front. This sound was very familiar to Wang Zhi. It was the sound of chains.

Someone came towards the two of them holding a chain, and then there was a "click" sound. The chain should have been put on Liang Fang's... neck?

Then the man walked up to me again, and looked like he was going to hit me on the neck like this?
Chapter completed!